Jet-black veins appeared on The Benevolent Father's face.
His figure trembled and a murderous aura radiated out of his body.
The Butcher stretched his neck and said in a hoarse, yet grating voice, "I want his head... I need to take his head... We can't let him have his head... We can't let him keep his head!"
Arthur Chase glanced at him and boisterously laughed. Arthur Chase still had that look of disdain on his face, but this time, he was blushing. As for the reason why there was a blush on his face. It was obviously because of the tent he was pitching beneath his pants.
He felt ashamed that his body was reacting in front of a man.
He wanted nothing but to kill Calvin in order to erase this shame.
"I'm going to kill him!" He declared.
The Benevolent Father cracked his knuckles, "I'll have you kill him again once he's dead."
He started walking towards Calvin.
A murderous look was on his face.
